Photo's from Home...

I disappeared for a while and I apologise, even if I was the only one listening I still need to say it to help me pull myself out of the pillow fort I tried to make around myself over the past month.

To be honest with every-one I have bouts of depression and at the beginning of last month it was like being hit by a run away train...then a few days ago I received a gift in the form of a people mover (or mini bus if you prefer) taking out my legs.

That one was less of a lie you out flat and more of a wake up to how much hiding I had been doing and it made me take in how much happier I am when I doing things, not just little things here and there but bigger things that can distract my brain from thinking repetitively.
Big things that help me get up in the morning, make me want to share my life with my little Toby more and makes me open up to how much I have missed having lunch with my beloved Allan when he is working.


Here I have a few photo's I just took, braving the cold now that the Spring it starting to show itself in the form of pink plum blossoms all through the streets of where we live!

Well, this one is in my part-time house mates bedroom, but how could I not share this with you!
When our Penny went away to Bristle to visit her brother, I had to think of something that incorporated her love for our house and England...
While watching 'Winter Winds' by Mumford & Sons (whom I am obsessed with)



I thought to my-self "How lovely is the bunting?" to which I replied "absolutely gorgeous!"
And thus this was born...

And here is our Penny modelling the hood I made for
her to show off all the beautiful colours she picked out...

And this one is just to show off how cute she is!

Finally!
I have put up two new items in my shop

Happy News...

Here we have the delicious "Purple Pudding Cake of Death"
that our part time house mate made for a friends going away dinner.
Both these photo's were rushed from excitement...
Excitement from hunger and excitement from new shinies :)

I have a job!
This is very exciting since for a long time I have had issues with
depression and Agoraphobia making me unfit for any job out of the house.
The beautiful Becca of Matahari has agreed to let me work with her and the
other ladies at times when it is comfortable for me e.g. when Toby is at
Kinder - a short skip down the street. She is paying me with Store Credit (fine by me)
and this is the first item I have brought home with me; a shiny beaded silky quilt!
I am so Happy ^_^

*does the 'I have a job' dance*

Butterfly Wood Cuts...

So Pretty :3

Can I have these please?

Actually, I am considering collecting this assortment as
well as others...but I can't find any others that are Not
blank; could you guys help me if you can?

Get Me To The Golf Coarse On Time!

My niece Amelia and her long term partner Scott recently celebrated their 10th anniversary by getting married, it was held at the local Golf Coarse which has the most fantastic Functions Centre attached to their Bistro - most importantly it is very child friendly.

Before the wedding started and every one was milling about and
trying to get the white balance correct on their camera's.
Toby is holding bubbles to blow on the bride and groom in one hand and
his precious Nanna's fingers in the other so she can't disappear!

My Great Niece Madison and my Great Nephew
(her younger brother) Rylie as the Flower Girl and Paige Boy.
They were both absolutely gorgeous!

My Niece Amelia being given away by my Nephew Tim (her younger brother -
see a theme in our family?) who was also gorgeous, when he came and sat next
to me I asked him if he was okay and he answered yes but persisted to make little moaning/sniffy sounds through out the rest of the ceremony.

Amelia saying her vows

Part of the ceremony involved the couple and their two beautiful children
pouring different coloured sand into a heart shaped bottle (making a rainbow)
as a symbol for the love they all share for one another - so sweet, Rylie spilt some
of his ocean blue and was poking it during the signing!

Toby and my other Great Nephew, Nicky, picking up all the 'Diamonds & Sapphires' off the Bridal Table and popping them into wine glasses - I admit that I was a combination of cuted out and flustered so I didn't think to stop them, but some one else swapped the glasses for the sheer gift bags that our chocolates came in. *whew*

The bag I made to go with the dress I wore - Front and Lining
(The lighting for the bag is natural where as the jacket was mostly
relying on the hippy bulb in the lounge room)

Toby's jacket - Front and Back
I didn't use a pattern, I was working with what I have in my head.
Allan likes it so much he wants me to make him one too :D

The Poppy

Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare,

And left the flushed print in a poppy there:
Like a yawn of fire from the grass it came,
And the fanning wind puffed it to flapping flame.

With burnt mouth, red like a lion's, it drank
The blood of the sun as he slaughtered sank,
And dipped its cup in the purpurate shine
When the Eastern conduits ran with wine.

Till it grew lethargied with fierce bliss,
And hot as a swinked gipsy is,
And drowsed in sleepy savageries,
With mouth wide a-pout for a sultry kiss.

A child and man paced side by side,
Treading the skirts of eventide;
But between the clasp of his hand and hers
Lay, felt not, twenty withered years.

She turned, with the rout of her dusk South hair,
And saw the sleeping gipsy there:
And snatched and snapped it in swift child's whim,
With-- "Keep it, long as you live!" -- to him.

And his smile, as nymphs from their laving meres,
Trembled up from a bath of tears;
And joy, like a mew sea-rocked apart,
Tossed on the wave of his troubled heart.

For he saw what she did not see,
That -- as kindled by its own fervency --
The verge shrivelled inward smoulderingly:
And suddenly 'twixt his hand and hers
He knew the twenty withered years --
No flower, but twenty shrivelled years.

"Was never such thing until this hour,"
Low to his heart he said; "the flower
Of sleep brings wakening to me,
And of oblivion, memory."

"Was never this thing to me," he said,
"Though with bruisèd poppies my feet are red!"
And again to his own heart very low:
"O child! I love, for I love and know;

"But you, who love nor know at all
The diverse chambers in Love's guest-hall,
Where some rise early, few sit long:
In how differing accents hear the throng
His great Pentecostal tongue;

"Who know not love from amity,
Nor my reported self from me;
A fair fit gift is this, meseems,
You give -- this withering flower of dreams.

"O frankly fickle, and fickly true,
Do you know what the days will do to you?
To your love and you what the days will do,
O frankly fickle, and fickly true?

"You have loved me, Fair, three lives -- or days:
'Twill pass with the passing of my face.
But where I go, your face goes too,
To watch lest I play false to you.

"I am but, my sweet, your foster-lover,
Knowing well when certain years are over
You vanish from me to another;
Yet I know, and love, like the foster-mother.

"So, frankly fickle, and fickly true!
For my brief life while I take from you
This token, fair and fit, meseems,
For me -- this withering flower of dreams."

The sleep-flower sways in the wheat its head,
Heavy with dreams, as that with bread:
The goodly grain and the sun-flushed sleeper
The reaper reaps, and Time the reaper.

I hang 'mid men my needless head,
And my fruit is dreams, as theirs is bread:
The goodly men and the sun-hazed sleeper
Time shall reap, but after the reaper
The world shall glean of me, me the sleeper.

Love, love! your flower of withered dream
In leavèd rhyme lies safe, I deem,
Sheltered and shut in a nook of rhyme,
From the reaper man, and his reaper Time.

Love! I fall into the claws of Time:
But lasts within a leavèd rhyme
All that the world of me esteems --
My withered dreams, my withered dreams.

Francis Thompson - To Monica

New Items In My Store...

Mottled Purple and Brown Upcycled & Hand Dyed Crochet Lace Scarf
with a chunk of Amethyst surrounded by a circle of beads

A Blue and Green Stripped Sculptured and Tapered Scarf with Fringe

A Burgundy scarf with Fringe and Purple & Brown Crochet Lace
A small Star Button and Semi Precious Stones




An Orange and Brown mottled Hood with Scarf
Tea dyed Crochet Lace, Beads and Hearts




I have so much fun making the items I have for sale!
Finding the pieces, getting excited by sales, op shops, bargains and treasures.
Organising, sorting and preparing.
Working so long with out remembering to eat until you suddenly realise you are starving!
Being able to sit on the couch with family afterwards with the
knowledge that you created some thing awesome!

Heart Cupcakes...

And a giant mug of tea...

Sitting at my desk looking at the wind blowing through the trees...

I am sure there will be more baked goods up here soon.
I just have this funny inkling ;)